Orlando Novels & Stories

I wanted to blame Emma for everything, but it was Elroy who had said those words, and though I could see he regretted them, he meant them at the time. “You need a change of clothes,” Orlando said. “We didn’t have time to pack, you might remember,” Jordan told him with a frown. Orlando nodded. “I thought I would go to into town and purchase some basics.” “It’s a kind thought,” I said, “but I can spend two days in the same robes without scandalizing the Goddess.” “Surely you’re going to be gone for more than a day or two,” Orlando said.

Alfredo Fabri POV You see in this business you're either in or you're out. But the “out” in this case implies that you're no longer alive and far from the earthly realm. Getting into the world of organized crime is no child's play, and by virtue of swearing an OMERTÀ, an oath on the Saints, you're in for life. You never get out, never. But there was only ever one exception our little world had witnessed and that's in the case of Lorenzo Rizzo also known as “The Whisper”.

Instead, she just held me close and rubbed my arm in support. I glanced over to make sure Brody was still on the bench and went back to searching the crowd of incoming travelers for my daughter. We were about two hours from our little hometown in South Florida. The big city of Orlando, home of Mickey Mouse, is considered Central Florida, because, well, it's slap dab in the middle of the state. Tonight we will stay here in Orlando and head to Walt Disney World in the morning. We had one of those passes where we could go to three different parks for one price. The franchise had four here in Orlando.

MALACHI’s POV. “Oh my world!!” Odette screams as soon as I push open the door to the cottage. Imagine the look of surprise and awe on her face when the plane touched down Costa Rica. She has been beaming smiles since then. A few days ago when we had that subway experience, she made mention of the fact that she would like to live normally and I decided to make that happen. Bring her to a place where no one would care about us and just be normal for a few days.

she said eyeing him. I like forgetting the part that we are sex slaves .Mr B who I have never met is the owner of this building he claims is an orphanage so that he can avoid the government.Once in a year they come and we have to lie to them about our well being sometimes i just feel like screaming out everything to their face ,I know it isn't going to end well. "What up girl I heard Theressa has been bought."Kate said in a whisper . That's what happen here the girls are bought for sex service and sometimes they return them when they are tired of using them.Just like me the man that bought me was an old man me got tired of me fighting him so he returned me .

Chapter Four “This is Elaine, Alpha Jacob’s daughter.” He said with a warm smile. I stayed silent but deep down my heart was erupting the flames of sadness. “I am Freya, Alexander’s wife.” She said with a warm smile stretching out her hand for a handshake. I didn’t need the goddess help to know that she was sounding the alarm that he belongs to her. I forced a smile but I had no time to accept the handshake, her hands were suspended in the air. This may seem so rude, but at this point I didn’t care.

“Wait, isn’t the lecture held at 4 pm? It’s still 3” “ you see Monna going early will get us the perfect seat….” Sera said excitedly slurring the last word while looking at Luiz who dramatically bowed and yelled “Front roll” They both cheered happily and dragged me along They had coerced me into going to a business lecture with them, I never had an interest in business courses and neither do they, they were only going because the lecture was going to be taken by this Logan Gills. They're th top 3 rated hottest guys in Scarlet.

Orlando says casually, as if testing the name. My eyes lift. “There it is,” he murmurs. “You didn’t even hide it.” “She disappeared,” I say. “After the wedding.” “She didn’t disappear,” Orlando replies. “She repositioned.” “Why?” “Because she knows something,” he says. “Or she knows someone who does.” “And Nero?” Orlando’s brow lifts slightly. “Ah,” he says. “So the dog barked before the master did.” I say nothing. “Nero talks too much,” Orlando continues. “But never without reason. If he spoke to her before you, that wasn’t an accident.”

Rachel shouted from the den. Scott and Regina were startled by Rachel’s urgent shouting. “Get in here, quick!” Rachel yelled. Regina let go of Scott and rushed to the den. Scott was right on her heels. Regina entered the den to see Mika, Lisa, and Rachel staring at the television in awe. They were watching The Orlando Dish. It was a thirty-minute entertainment and gossip show that reported on celebrities, the hottest spots in the city, and local high society. She was about to ask what was going on until she saw and heard it.